written in the light of a trillion shining stars
lovely words that made me think of you

this feeling was there since the day I first saw you
and it stayed for quite a while
we were so in love, it was mad

but things happend and we lost each other
telling the people around us we haven't lost it all yet

it always was you who gave me this spark
this tiny little bit of happiness I craved for

our love found its way back
but I began to see the reasons why it never worked
the way he looked at her had changed

and maybe the look in his eyes was the reason
why I didn't stay in the first place.

"I once saw a man collecting bottles.
So i greeted him with an hello,
and gave him five dollars.
His eyes opened wide as his mouth
said, "God bless you"
He then reached in his pocket, and
i thought he pulled out a tissue.
To my behold, it was a wrinkly dollar bill,
and he offered it to me.
This set me back, and i felt what he wanted me to
see.
He witnessed the shock in my eyes,and
said."He wanted to be a giver,,just like me."

teenagers dont live the life of regret

we get depressed and no one can help us
we get sad and we tell each other it will be over

the kids from yesterday will take adventage of you tomorrow
and to be honest I wouldn't even blame them
the living are all cursed and the dying are weak
there is no way out of this planet kid

god will be there listening to your sorrow
he will watch you make another sin tonight

you should stay close to yourself
because maybe that is the only important thing you can lose

he couldn't handle her, so she left to find someone who could.

i want to be held the way our galaxy holds the earth
there once was a boy that held me how the sky holds a sunset orange
beautifully
but temporarily
i painted his edges in soft watercolors, wrote his mistakes in gentle calligraphy, made something hurtful turn into something healing
he loved her more
and let me go
and now i find myself looking at someone else from the corner of my eyes, wondering if a tiny, flickering feeling can be valid at all among the fire of my others
i hear a requiem for a dream and my heart flutters like it did two years ago
two years
i want to be held like the galaxy holds the sun, the stars, the earth,
in a delicate orbit
a bright light in dark space

don't say my name out loud
don't speak to me like you do

my love for you was pure
the most real thing I have ever felt
but you had the nerve to ***** me over
not even once not even twice

thanks to you I didnt wanted to breathe
my heart was dying and my soul was weak

the devil kept calling my name
and after a while, I gave in.